July 24, 1944

Just a few lines to let you know that I am still in the land of the living. I have before me two airmail letters dated July 13. The first was from Kay and the second from nurse Connie Swinton. Before I go further, please thank Con for her newsy letter, I enjoyed it very much. Kay’s letter was a great comfort because I know now she is safe from those awful Flying Bombs.  Under government supervision, she was evacuated to a place called “Radlett” in Hertfordshire. You can have no idea what those poor Londoners are going through. Kay has told me precious little but I have read enough to know how unpleasant it is to go through shell fire and these poor devils are going through just that only with a difference. We expect it and are prepared for it, but these people must try and carry on a normal life, expecting a bomb to land any minute. As the end of the war comes nearer, I am beginning to formulate plans for my own rehabilitation. Just as long as I come back physically fit. I have no plans for the future. ----------- If half of the jumbled reports coming out of Germany are true, the “Crack up” is at hand. Boy! What a day that will be.

I had a letter from Liulf recently. Apparently, the poor boy has been very ill. He told me he had a very close squeak but is now safely on the road to recovery. He expects to return to Canada soon and spend some time in a Toronto hospital. Of course, he was very disgusted because he hasn’t seen action, but I know that returning to Canada will cheer him. In any case, one member of the Clan in Action is quite enough.